Marvel's Reborn Mecha Empire

March Vanke was born in the Middle East. Because he met the immigration requirements, he could immigrate to the United States. He returned to the United States with the U.S. peacekeeping forces who completely found him out, and became a legal citizen. net

Ma Qi said that he had nothing to say. The household registration management system of your lighthouse country still needs to learn from that of China. What the hell is the reason?

First of all, he knew that everything written on it was false and was fabricated household registration information, but secondly, he knew that the approval document that finally came to his hands was true and valid.

It was even different from the one used in China. In terms of authenticity, this document was reprocessed after he did not hesitate to make his brain hurt for an hour to hack into the other party's civil affairs system. Let alone SHIELD, it was General Ross. There is no way to prove that the identity certificate he forged is fake.

As for Creel, he, a native New Yorker, is in some trouble. According to the information given by the assistant sent by General Ross, Creel was actually a mercenary from the French Foreign Legion who immigrated to the United States because of his special talents. .

"Kriel, do you know? The United States is really not that good at household registration management." March put these documents away, "So, should Creel from France and March from the Middle East go there now?" Do you want to do something serious? Like taking over an unexpected property or something."

Creel put down what he was holding and looked at Madge with a puzzled expression.

"Boss, are we going to get those things now? I feel it's still a bit unreliable. Even if we regain our identities, the Internet..." Creel looked confused. In fact, he was quite satisfied with his recent life without using his abilities. , and there is no need to be a gangster. For him, this kind of life is already a degenerate life where he can stretch out his hands for clothes and open his mouth for food.

"Kriel, if you want to be a salty fish and go back to live an ordinary life, I can help you arrange a way, but it is not now." March said, "Kriel from the French Foreign Legion is here. , but New York’s absorber Creel is still wanted and is on the run.”

Creel lowered his head. He knew that what March said was the truth. Life now is based on falsehood and deception. If the real identity issue cannot be dealt with, everything will return to where it started.

Of course, the actual situation is different from what he thought. As long as he does not reveal his abilities and wears sunglasses and a hat when traveling, the identity he currently uses is definitely safe and reliable.

March patted him on the shoulder and said: "Don't worry, I will solve this problem, but just because I want to solve this problem, it is necessary for us to take over those assets."

Creel had no other choice. He sighed, took his suit jacket from the hanger on the side and put it on.

"Boss, where are we going?"

March smiled. He didn't dislike people like Creel who expressed their emotions directly. Whether as a subordinate or a partner, such a person could be trusted.

"Go meet a client we have an appointment with." March said, "Even if I want to take over these assets, for the sake of safety I will not handle them directly. Don't worry, I have a sense of discretion."

The two of them were still at the Hammer Industrial factory and were preparing to move out today. When they arrived at the underground garage, the van was still parked there.

In its current status, this van is no longer popular, so March is planning to give it a small upgrade.

Creel pulled two trailers with some electronic equipment and metal raw materials on them. These were specially requested from Justin before March left. The quantity was not large. Justin was happy to sell March's portion, which was a very cool and generous expression. It's trivial to take it casually.

"Speaking of which, you should have noticed that my ability is related to mechanical products." March said, "So today, as the beginning of a new life, I will show it to you as a souvenir."

Ma Qi slowly raised his arms. Different from the usual gentle control method, the way the symbiote emerged this time was like opening a floodgate. The mechanical symbionts emerging from Ma Qi's hands turned into two thugs. , with one hand from the left and one from the right, he rolled up everything on the two trailers, and his hands turned into a ball that wrapped all the objects.

At this moment, Madge looked like he was holding an extra-large hammer, and his next move was to pick up the hammer and smash it against the van.

If this were a solid ordinary hammer, if it hit it with this size, it would be enough to scrap the car. But this symbiote is March's brother and foot. Now he can control this aspect freely, and he can come and go freely. .

Before the ball hit the van, it turned into a basin of water and fell on the van. The flow covered the entire van in a few breaths.

"Refrigerators, TVs, shelves, radars, computers, reactors..." As Madge twitched his hand and withdrew his strength, the tide of symbiotes returned to him.

At this time, the van that appeared after the symbiote receded was. . . Nothing changed other than a new look?

"Go up and have a look. Later I will ask Justin to help me get this car under your name." March said, "Of course now you have to take me to see the customer."

Creel was very surprised when he saw March's drastic actions. It was not that he had never seen March use his abilities before, but this was the first time he had seen it as "rough" as today.

The two of them got into the car. The first thing Creel noticed was that the space layout in the car had changed a lot. The seats in the back were all gone, leaving only a retractable and foldable sofa in the center. There is a bed, and a refrigerator and storage cabinets are placed next to it. There is an LCD TV screen on the roof of the car, and there is a car laptop in the armrest of the sofa bed.

"Private Happy Car, I hope you like it." March said, "Of course I can handle the machinery, but I can't change the food and drink. I'll buy it myself later."

Creel sat in the driver's seat, his face twitching as he looked at several new command buttons.

"Boss, why did you install a reactor on the car?" Creel felt that March's ability was even more exaggerated than he thought.

"Refrigerators, computers, TVs, and air conditioners don't need electricity, and we also have to consider flight mode. Without installing a reactor, do you expect to use batteries and fuel?" Ma Qi said with a matter-of-fact expression.

Creel: "..."

"Drive and find the client with whom I have a close relationship." Madge pulled out a computer from the passenger seat to check the information and gave Creel instructions.

"Okay, boss, you're awesome, I'll listen to you." Creel was convinced. He remembered that March complained a few days ago that Hammer Industries was short of stuff. With all the materials, he could even build a spaceship to go to the moon. At the time, he thought Ma Qi was teasing him about his words, but now it seemed like they were just a joke. . . Does the boss I recognize really have this possibility?

"Boss, let me ask you a question, are you an alien?" Creel finally couldn't hold it in any longer and asked the question.

Ma Qi was not angry at all after hearing this. He had already lost his patience when Roddy teased him about this problem.

"Yes, that's right, I'm an alien from Cybertron. In fact, what I just did was use the source of fire to activate this car. When I run, it can transform into a crying kaku."

Creel smiled awkwardly. He knew that this question was impossible, but for some reason, March's answer was obviously nonsense, but it seemed to him that it was not impossible.